Varsha snorted, her tassel flickering lightly. ''Uh- I'm sure we will be alright, thank you though,'' her voice was light and gentle as her figure swiveled around, the cub trotting forward as her skin glistened in goosebumps. This was an encounter, Varsha wanted to get out of.

"Ooo-kay. If needed, I'm around there. I need to chatch something after all!" Ahrin said smiling, and after he went in the woods searching for prey. He enjoyed talking to her, but she didn't seem to appreciate it a lot.

Relief washed over her and her head bobbed gently, there was nothing to relish but the sense of being free from foreigners that could be harmful. ''Of course,'' Varsha muttered and hastened her pace whilst the cub remained in her eyesight.

Ahrin decided that he wanted to hunt a pheasant. They were fast but not really smart birds, and he was good at catching them. He started to explore around the territory to find them.

Varsha breathed a puff of solace and trotted at a sluggisher pace, tassel waggling behind her in leisure swishes. ''You're okay,'' the damsel said, observing the cub shiver slightly. The hazard was treacherous for the young heir, but it was inescapable.

Ahrin didn't know what to do now. He had hunted some pheasants at taken them back to camp, but his role didn't take all day, so he always had lot of free time, and in this precise day he was really bored. He decided to try go to the lake to swim a bit.